After listening to Jing Shuang's words, Jiang Yuetong pondered for a moment: "Should I look for the Medicine Sect or the Witch Clan?"
Jing Shuang said thoughtfully, "The patriarch of the Medicine Sect is no kind person. Besides, we are far away in the Eastern Region and have never had any dealings with them. He would not be willing to take action without some kind of relationship."
Then we can only turn to the witch clan. If they refuse to help either, there's one last option.
Jiang Yuetong's eyes flickered slightly: "Go ahead."
"The Ten-Thousand-Year Demonic Beast Pill, along with other herbs, will help her stabilize and repair her soul."
Upon hearing this, Jiang Yuetong fell silent.
The Ten-Thousand-Year Demonic Beast Pill is an inner core found only within the bodies of ten-thousand-year-old demonic beasts, and it is extremely rare and hard to come by.
Moreover, like the Heart Eater, a magical beast that is over ten thousand years old can transform into a human and walk around at will. If someone intentionally blends into the crowd, they might not be recognized.
If we really encountered one, whether we could defeat it was still a question. Even if we were lucky enough to win, what fool would kill a ten-thousand-year-old magical beast instead of keeping it by their side as a contracted beast?
Unfortunately, Jiang Yuetong is about to become that fool.
Pulling herself out of these thoughts, Jiang Yuetong stood up and said, "You keep a close eye on her for now. I'm going to the Northern Witch Clan."
After leaving those words, she vanished from the spot. However, she did not set off for the Northern Region yet. Instead, she went to the East Palace to find Lü Jingliang, who had been neglected for a long time.
Before she could respond, Jing Shuang looked north with worry, thinking to herself: I only hope that my master will have a safe journey and return safely.
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Upon arriving at the East Hall, Jiang Yuetong pushed the door open without knocking.
A figure dressed in flowing white robes stood beside a table, holding a bowl of herbal medicine. On the table were more than a dozen bowls of bitter-looking herbal medicine.
Jiang Yuetong knew he could refine some pills, and seeing him looking like he was drinking medicine, she assumed that Lü Jingliang's cold poison had worsened again.
Because she was afraid of worrying her, she didn't tell her and secretly drank the medicine in the hall. Jiang Yuetong felt very complicated and frowned slightly: "What's wrong with you?"
When he saw her suddenly appear, Lu Jingliang was first taken aback, and at the same time felt a little annoyed. He blamed himself for being too engrossed and not noticing that someone was approaching.
Just as he was about to tell Jiang Yuetong that he was fine, he saw the concerned look in her eyes and quickly changed his words: "It's nothing serious, I'm just feeling a little unwell."
Jiang Yuetong stepped to his side, looked down at the dozen or so bowls of medicinal soup on the table, and pursed her red lips: "Why didn't you say you weren't feeling well? I'll have someone come and take a look at you right away."
As soon as she finished speaking, Jiang Yuetong wanted to send a message to Jing Shuang.
Lu Jingliang quickly reached out to stop him. If someone showed it to him, wouldn't the secret be exposed?
"No need, I'll feel better soon after drinking the herbal medicine."
Seeing his refusal, Jiang Yuetong felt inexplicably irritated. Looking at the medicine he was still holding, she urged, "Then drink it quickly."
Lu Jingliang hesitated for a moment, but finally tilted his head back and drank the whole bowl of medicine.
They brought this on themselves.
Unaware of the situation, Jiang Yuetong lowered her eyes, reached out and hugged him tightly, resting her forehead against his chest, quietly listening to his strong heartbeat.
"You rest well here. If anyone dares to bully you, just have them fight back. I'll cover for you if anything happens."
As soon as he finished speaking, Lü Jingliang smiled helplessly, as if he were the one who had been wronged.
But Lü Jingliang still agreed, raising his well-defined hand to gently rub her head, his tone full of doting affection as he said, "Alright, I'll do whatever you say, Madam."
After he finished speaking, he realized something was wrong.
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